To seduce her

Yu Weiming suddenly understood everything.

In the shadow of the warehouse, Yu Weiming's body trembled even more violently with fear, and his eyes flickered in the dim light, like two flames that were about to go out.

"They...are going to kill me?"

Yu Weiming's voice was hoarse and weak, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, completely lacking the provocation just now.

Shen Yaochu didn't say anything, but handed the document to Yu Weiming: "They saved you several times, do you really think it's because you are important? No, it's because the secret you know is important."

Shen Yaochu said in a cold voice: "As long as I can shut you up, it doesn't matter whether I save you or kill you."

Yu Weiming gritted his teeth and turned his head away, unwilling to believe it.

Shen Yaochu continued, "They want to rescue you more than you do. But after several failures, they won't give you a chance to survive, let alone a chance to reveal their secrets."

Yu Weiming's inner fear and despair could hardly be concealed. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about."

Yu Weiming's voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost lost all confidence.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't know. I won't force you." Shen Yaochu was still calm. She curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't interfere if someone comes to assassinate you again. Your life and death will be completely in the hands of those who want you to disappear."

Shen Yaochu's tone was light, but it was like a heavy hammer to Yu Weiming's heart, completely breaking down his psychological defenses.

Shen Yaochu slowly stood up and pretended to leave.

Yu Weiming panicked and shouted, "I...I'll tell you."

Shen Yaochu paused, turned around to look at him, and waited quietly for his next words.

Yu Weiming swallowed his saliva: "I said, can you let me go?"

"Let you go, and they'll know you've said it."

"I know, I will let my men rescue me!"

Shen Yaochu hesitated for a while and said, "Okay."

Yu Weiming lowered his head, looking frustrated.

"I have always been working for Zhou Rongguang, but I really don't know why he hired someone to set the fire." Yu Weiming looked up at Shen Yaochu and said seriously.

At this point, Yu Weiming tried to stand up, but the pain in his body prevented him from doing so. "Believe me, I am only responsible for making arrangements and following orders. They tell me the goal, and I find someone to execute it. I... I am just being used as a pawn to achieve their goal!"

Shen Yaochu listened quietly, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Zhou Rongguang?

She had never heard her father mention this person, not even Uncle Tian.

Who is he?

*****

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Shen Yaochu went to Uncle Tian's house with mixed emotions.

A piece of ruins there has been demolished, and the craftsmen are rebuilding it in an orderly manner.

After the fire, Uncle Tian and his wife moved into a nearby building arranged by Gao Yuchuan.

Shen Yaochu went there according to the address. When Uncle Tian saw her, he was no longer as enthusiastic as before.

"Yaochu, why are you here again?"

There was a hint of fatigue and uneasiness in Uncle Tian's voice. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the shadow of the fire in his home.

Shen Yaochu looked at him and felt a little guilty. She knew that her persistence had brought a lot of pressure to her uncle, but she also understood that some things, once started, could not be easily abandoned.

"I came to see how you are doing. Are you used to living here?"

Uncle Tian sighed: "The conditions here are better than my old shabby bungalow, but... oh!"

Shen Yaochu knew that no matter how good the place was, it was not as good as her own home.

Shen Yaochu: "Your place is already under reconstruction. I stopped by to take a look when I came here just now. The progress is quite fast. Once the reconstruction is completed, you can move back."

Uncle Tian glanced at her with a reproachful look: "How many times have I told you not to investigate those things again? I have finally been able to live a stable life, but now I am worried every day..."

"I didn't expect that it would involve so many things..." Shen Yaochu said seriously: "But don't worry, the arsonist has been caught. We have also arranged people to guard this place, so that kind of situation will not happen again!"

Old Tian sighed, "Even if there are people guarding us, we will always be worried. Don't come to look for me in the future. If you don't come, I won't be in any danger."

Old Tian's words were a bit harsh, but Shen Yaochu didn't care too much: "Okay, I won't bother you in the future."

After saying that, Shen Yaochu looked at him and made a final effort.

"Uncle Tian, ​​can you recall the original project? If you remember anything, if you have any clues, please tell me! Tell me what you know, and I won't bother you anymore!"

Lao Tian was a little impatient: "It happened so long ago, how can I remember it!"

He almost died in a car accident, had his limbs amputated, and rested for a long time. This project was not completed, and he lost his labor force for so many years, and lived in poverty all his life.

Now that he thinks about it, the root of everything is this project, and he really doesn’t want to touch it again!

Shen Yaochu pursed her lips, knowing that she couldn't force him anymore.

Shen Yaochu was about to say goodbye, but Uncle Tian seemed to remember something and said to Shen Yaochu: "But actually, I did find a document and a diary. The document has been taken away, but the diary was stuck in the compartment of my wheelchair and was not taken out."

"Diary?" Shen Yaochu was stunned: "What diary?"

"Your father's diary." Uncle Tian frowned, as if he was a little disgusted. "Your father is usually a kind person, but in the later stages of this project, he became very complaining. At that time, my leg was broken in a car accident, and I didn't hear him complain, but he wrote it all in his diary."

Uncle Tian shook his head, turned around, and took out a very old diary from the compartment of his wheelchair: "I'm not saying that your father was really a bit extreme in his last period. That project was aimed at making money, and I don't know how it turned out like this..."

Uncle Tian continued, "I guess this diary is useless. I've read it and it's full of his complaints."

Shen Yaochu reached out and took the diary.

Although the project information had been taken away, leaving only a diary that might not reveal anything, Shen Yaochu still felt a little sad the moment she opened it.

This diary is very old and the pages inside have all turned yellow.

As soon as I opened it, a stale smell came out.

Seeing Shen Chengan's familiar handwriting, Shen Yaochu's heart moved slightly.

It was as if she was talking to Shen Chengan from many years ago through this diary...